Volume 2: Fire Lord, Chapter 3: Journey

On a well-worn dirt road, a small wagon was slowly being pulled along by a single horse. It was empty save for Nfirea Bareare who held the reins. Surrounding this wagon walked a group of six. It was the Swords of Darkness and Tri'ade's group of course. Lukrut and Dyne took the point in front of the wagon while Ninya and Peter flanked it. Tri'ade and Narberal took up the rear.

It was grasslands as far as the eye could see with the occasional tree on their right while the Forest of Tob loomed in sight on their left-hand side. They had been walking a long way from E-Rantel on foot. It had been several hours already with absolutely nothing happening and Tri'ade was slowly beginning to appreciate teleportation magic more. Granted he didn't feel tired at all thanks to his strength but it was fairly boring.

Back in YGGDRASIL if he did any long stretches of grinding monsters or travel he would bring up his in-game music playlist to listen to something. But here in this New World, there was nothing like or at least he didn't know how to access it if it did. The only sounds were those of nature with the windswept plains of grass and the birds occasionally chirping their songs.

It was a lovely sight, for the first couple of hours. Thinking on it as he walked music was probably the only thing he truly missed from his old life. It was probably for the best though. He spent the time talking to either Peter or Ninya about various subjects. He had to be careful what he asked, but it was a good source of information.

The road they were on eventually came near a river bank where Nfirea suggested to Peter they stop and rest a bit. They brought the wagon near the river where Nfirea took his horse to drink from the running water. Tri'ade and the rest of the group either sat upon some rocks or on the ground to rest their feet for a bit.

After he finished looking around, Peter said to the group, "Enjoy this. Things will get a little dangerous from here on out."

"We'll be fine as long as we don't get ambushed," Tri'ade remarked frankly.

"That won't happen with me around. I am the best set of eyes and ears this side of the Re-Estize Kingdom. Don't be shy Narberal, you can praise me."

Narberal merely sighed and rolled her eyes at Lukrut's latest efforts.

This guy sure is persistent.

Lukut took Narberal's silence in stride. "It's okay, gorgeous. I know you're stunned in awe of me." The Swords of Darkness laughed awkwardly at this.

Nfirea, probably wanting to change the subject said, "You know what I just realized? We're in the Wise King of the Forest's territory."

"The Wise King of the Forest?" Wait, why does that sound familiar... They couldn't mean.

"It's a very old and powerful creature. At least that's what the legends say. Not only can it cast magic but it's physically strong. It's said to be a silver four-legged beast with the tail of a snake."

Tri'ade was a bit gobsmacked hearing this, he didn't expect to hear from others that the giant hamster was a supposedly legendary creature of the forest. He inquired further about the Wise King of the Forest but it seemed to vaguely fit Hamsuke's general description albeit with exaggerations.

That hamster might be more useful than he first appeared. If I bring him back to E-Rantel it should give the Guild enough reason to promote me beyond a mere copper plate.

Trying to turn the conversation into something else, he asked Peter about Martial Arts. It was something they had already talked about after Tri'ade and Narberal demonstrated their ability to use Tier three spells. They were shocked at his ability to use armor and spells at the same time and he acted the same when Peter first demonstrated his martial art techniques. So they just chalked it up to Tri'ade being a foreigner. After that, Tri'ade had been pestering Peter with questions regarding martial arts.

"Exactly how much force can the Fortress martial art negate?"

"Huh, what do you mean?"

"To repel an attack it must be met with equal force. I'm assuming Fortress somehow generates a force to repel the opponent's attack from the warrior using it. If that's true wouldn't there be some upper limit to what you can block? Has Fortress ever failed to repel an attack?"

"That's a scary thought. No, I never had it fail on me. If it did, I probably would be dead."

Tri'ade thought on that for a while. It could be Peter just never had an opponent over-match him so much in strength for it to be possible. Then again things like his Invulnerability field existed so it definitely could be feasible for Fortress to be a temporary invulnerability to physical attacks.

Part of him wanted to call "HAX!" on the Fortress Martial Art if it could enable a warrior like Peter to block his attacks. Another part of him wanted to learn it. He wondered if it would be possible for him to learn any martial arts. The level cap in YGGDRASIL was one hundred and the enemies here were so pathetically weak he doubted they warranted much exp on their own. But he was ninety percent full on his exp bar at the end of the game. Hell, this is an entirely new skill not even from YGGDRASIL it might even be possible to learn them without grinding for experience.

It's definitely a skill worth investigating in depth. He would have to consider methods to acquire suitable test subjects later and Tri'ade couldn't test it out with Peter with the circumstances being what they are.

There was also the matter of where exactly Martial Arts originated from. Tri'ade had lingering doubts that Martial Arts originated from another reality other than YGGDRASIL. If that was the case then this world was remarkably unstable. That would make this world, this reality remarkably easy to travel to. The barriers could be weaker or something might be drawing things from other realities into it.

Tri'ade shook his head in frustration. He had far too little information, he was wildly speculating on this again. The anomaly and the ramifications of it made this world absurdly dangerous despite his power in it. As long as its nature eluded him and he had no control over it this would always be a grave threat to him. The very rules of reality could change on a whim or a foe even more powerful than him could arrive without warning.

There was nothing he could do but to hope the anomaly only took things from YGGDRASIL into this world. That Martial Arts originated here in this world and that changes to this reality from the influence of other realities happened slowly. Until he could gather more information and devote more resources researching the anomaly, it was all he could do. Tri'ade needed to focus on more immediate concerns.

As the group began to set off on the road again, Tri'ade gravitated towards Ninya the Spell-caster to talk to her about magic again. "Mind if I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"What goods can you create with creation magic that are permanent?"

"You can create a lot with creation magic, and all of it is permanent unlike summons. Even basics like salt or sugar can be created and spells like alarm can warn you after you go to sleep."

"I see."

Of course, Tri'ade had access to numerous creation spells in his spell-book but for the sake of questioning about it he had convinced Ninya his knowledge of magic was extremely specialized towards combat magic after he showed off his ability to use tier three magic.

The more he learned about how mages use their magic in this new world the more impressed he was. While they were a very low tier in magic ability they seemed remarkably sophisticated in its use. Developing useful low tier spells which they can use for the most benefit. With it they could restore soil fertility like modern-day chemists could do with fertilizers, and even make numerous appliances like refrigerators. Granted these appliances were expensive from what he heard from Ninya and only the rich could afford them.

The group continued along the path with everyone but Narberal and Tri'ade sweating due to the scorching sun at their backs. Lukrut broke the silence to once again try to flirt with Narberal. "You guys don't have to be on the lookout so much. I got my eyes open! I mean, check out Narberal, she's totally relaxed because she believes in me."

"It has nothing to do with you. It's because I'm with my Master." She gave Lukrut a very annoyed look as if she was trying to kill him with her gaze. Trying to deescalate the situation, Tri'ade put a hand on Narberal's shoulder to calm her down like he did before at the Guild.

Seeing how Narberal reacted to Tri'ade's touch, Lukrut had a question for them. "So what you are telling me is that you're lovers after all?"

Blushing as red as an apple Narberal exclaimed "Lovers?! I never said that! Stop putting words in my mouth. He has Lady Albedo!"

Putting his hand on her shoulder again and Tri'ade leaned down to her ear "Calm yourself." Narberal put both hands over her mouth shocked at what she just did.

He sighed as he straightened up. It wasn't that pivotal of a leak given how Albedo was with him at Carne Village the others probably would've heard about her eventually. Tri'ade was more surprised how much of a sensitive issue it was to her. There was no doubting it now with Narberal's scarlet blushing, She had the hots for him.

Turning to Lukrut, Tri'ade addressed him clearly, "Please stop poking into our private affairs."

Scratching his cheek, Lukrut responded in a daze, "Sure.. My bad. Though from the sound of it your one lucky man, Mr. Tri'ade."

Peter came up behind Lukrut exasperated at the current situation. "Lukrut, cut the chatter and focus on keeping watch."

Waving it off Lukrut simply turned his back to keep an eye on the horizon. "Yes, Sir."

"I'm sorry. Please forgive him. He doesn't mean any harm by it."

Nodding to Peter, Tri'ade replied, "It's fine. As long as he eases up on Narberal."

As if on cue, Lukrut said with his back facing them, "Ahh, now Narberal hates me. Her affection for me is negative!"

Tri'ade face palmed wondering when Lukrut thought Narberal's affection to him was ever positive, leaving Peter to say, "That idiot. I'll give him a good talking to later."

"Something is moving," Lukrut announced with a seriousness that Tri'ade hadn't heard from him before. Everyone readied their weapons and tried to look where Lukrut was facing.

"Where is it?"

"Just past the treeline. A lot of them coming our way." Lukrut pointed in response to Peter's question to a part of the giant forest. It was difficult to see inside since it was shaded by trees but eventually some small green creatures darted out of the forest.

Goblins. They seemed to be lightly armored with some crude animal hide and iron weapons. Towering above them were several hulking Ogres armed with large tree branches. The ogres looked to be carrying bags made out of rags suggesting they were a migrating group of monsters.

There were quite a large number of them, suggesting it was more along the lines of a small tribe leaving the forest. Nearly three dozen Goblins and ten ogres could be seen approaching them from the forest. Still, too far away to engage the adventurers, the monsters looked down upon them with hostile intent.

"I don't think we'll be able to avoid this fight," said Lukrut.

"It's going to get ugly really quickly, the best thing you can do is stay hidden in the cart," said Peter while looking to Nfirea who nodded in understanding. "Okay, my life is in your hands."

"Mr. Tri'ade what's the best way to split the group up?" Peter asked.

"You should all stay close to the cart and eliminate any that slip past us. We'll thin them out at a distance with magic, then close in to cause havoc."

"Tri'ade?"

"It would be embarrassing for a Battle Mage to have difficulty with such vermin. Narberal, let's torch these goblins."

"Yes, Master."

The Swords of Darkness members understood what Tri'ade was trying to say by such a confident display, that they could trust him in this fight.

"That sounds good to me. You'll have all the extended support we can muster," declared Peter.

Dyne said, "If we go completely defensive most of them will escape into the forest."

"If that's the case, let's do the usual and lure out the turtle's head and cut it off." replied Lukrut with a smile on his face.

"It's a sound strategy but flawed," said Ninya. "There are too many of them. Many of them will slip through."

"That's easy," said Peter. "I'll use fortress to hold off the Ogres that slip past, Dyne and Lukrut handle the goblins. Ninya protects me with defensive magic. After that, focus on crowd control and attack spells. If an Ogre gets past me, focus on taking it out." The members of the Swords of Darkness took their orders from Peter quickly. They were quickly on the same wavelength. They reminded Tri'ade of his old comrades before a raid or expedition.

Lukrut fired an arrow which landed aimlessly in front of them. The goblins laughed at the apparent failure and charged the adventurers. "Fell for it." The next arrow hit one of them right in the forehead.

"[Reinforce armor]" Ninya's spell surrounded Peter's body in glowing light for a bit.

I can't get cocky. If just one of these monsters reaches Nfirea, it's mission failure.

The goblins were attacking the adventurers in one large mob dispersed over an area with no real formation to speak of in their blood-lust. Tri'ade pointed at the left flank of the mob with his left hand's index finger.

"[Fireball]" The small pellet sized fireball sprang forth, hitting the mob with a large explosion, killing nearly a dozen goblins and two of the Ogres instantly. Not letting up, he let loose another spell against the mob while Narberal started her own casting.

"[Fireball]"

"[Flaming Sphere]"

Another explosion hit the approaching goblin force this time in their right flank killing another group of them plus another Ogre down. A five-foot sphere of hot flames rolled around in the middle of the mob burning alive any goblin it touched which left the Ogres alone.

"Whoa!" Nfirea exclaimed, watching from the cart as the carnage unfolded.

Making ready the adamantine greatsword Tri'ade had chosen for this outing, he ran towards the approaching ogres. He swung the sword using only his right hand slicing its torso in half and used his left hand to cast another spell as he ran past the collapsing Ogre.

"[Scorching Rays]" Fiery beams issued forth from Tri'ade's outreached palm towards another Ogre, engulfing it in flames until it collapsed. Everyone stood in awe of what they had just witnessed and even the enemy was struck dumbfounded.

"Tri'ade... are you a monster?" asked Peter.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Lukrut.

"He's stronger than I thought! Could he be Adamantite level?" wondered Dyne.

Tri'ade raised his greatsword towards the nearest Ogre who at this point began backing away and taunted, "Afraid to attack me? Cowards!" At this, most of remaining Ogres charged him while the remaining goblins scattered, avoiding Tri'ade at all costs. One by one, the Ogres that charged him fell to his blade.

"Get ready, Ninya!" Peter said as the Goblins who avoided Tri'ade charged him instead.

"[Twine Plant]"

The one Ogre that was charging Peter was stopped in its tracks by vines ensnaring it. This allowed Peter to focus on cutting down the Goblins in front of him. However, there were still too many of them and one of them managed to flank Peter.

"[Magic Arrow]" Ninya's staff glowed and out from it sprang an arrow of pure magical energy striking the goblin coming up from Peter's rear killing it instantly. However, as it fell, several Goblins began charging towards Ninya, weapons in hand ready to avenge their fallen kin.

Lukrut positioned himself in front of Ninya, ditching his bow and drawing out his sword. "Here they come!"

Dyne moved to Lukrut's side, mace in hand. "About time!" They acted as Ninya's frontline shields, attacking any Goblin coming close as she continued to use attack spells from afar.

This caught Tri'ade's attention "Good teamwork. Weak but they got potential." He then thrust his great-sword into the torso of another of the Ogres and as it fell, Tri'ade lopped its head clear off its shoulders. Moving onto the next Ogre he hacked off its arm carrying its club ,then proceeded to slash through its torso cutting the hulking beast in half.

"Let us get out of here!"

"Run Away! "Run Away!"

It was about this time the Goblins had finally put two and two together. Seeing their number rapidly dwindling they began to retreat in due haste back to the Forest. As they did a few of them ran without regard to each other making for a good angle of attack for Narberal.

"Narberal, now!" ordered Tri'ade.

She somersaulted into position behind one of the fleeing Ogres.

"[Lighting]" A bolt of lighting sprang forth from her outstretched hand killing one of the fleeing Ogres along with the Ogre that Dyne had entrapped with vines earlier.

"Don't let them escape!" Peter yelled out to his teammates. They abandoned their previous defensive posture and pursued the fleeing goblins as they ran towards the forest. Lukrut nailed several of them in the back with his arrows and Ninya felled more with her spells.

This should change some people's mind's at the Guild about me. Still, I shouldn't appear too relentlessly strong. Don't want to appear inhuman.

Tri'ade made a show of being winded and planted his sword to the ground, leaning on it as the Swords of Darkness mopped things up with the goblins. The smell of burnt flesh and blood was heavy in the air.

After they finished with the Goblins, the Swords of Darkness began coming back closer to the cart. Dyne was healing the wounds of Peter and Lukrut with his magic while Ninya was cutting off the ears of their fallen foes.

Ninya, as he was cutting, noticed Tri'ade and Narberal looking over the corpses of the Goblins and Ogres. "Are you looking for something?"

Tri'ade looked up in response to Ninya's question. "Yeah, just checking if there was anything salvageable. The iron from their weapons seems to be the only thing of value."

"Yeah, but we can't take it back to town," We won't have room for it in the cart."

Privately Tri'ade grumbled he could probably fit it in his inventory easily but he couldn't do that in front of others. His natural instinct as a player to grab all the loot he could was grating him even if the loot from the goblins was nearly worthless. But having a pocket dimension inventory system would be impossible to explain to these people and raise too much suspicion. He settled on having the shadow demons following him collect the loot along with the bodies once they left.

"You were amazing back there. I knew you told us you were a veteran monster slayer but I never expected anything like that. Your fireball spells were really powerful."

In response to Ninya's praise, the other members of the Swords of Darkness chimed in as well.

"Not only that but the way you sliced those Ogres in half was incredible! As a warrior, I can only hope someday to get that strong. How did you do it?"

"With Narberal at your side, I figured you were rich. But how you moved in battle was impressive. Those Ogres never could land a hit on ya."

"Now I see that what you were saying at the Guild was for real. I wouldn't be surprised if you are stronger than the Royal Head Warrior."

"Far Stronger" Narberal looked smug enough to snigger next to Tri'ade but he tried to be modest. "It's simply a difference in experience."

"Difference in experience...?" Peter smiled wryly "Really the way you fought reminds me there are always bigger fish in the sea."

"Your teamwork was excellent. You need only experience and better equipment to become great."

They all stared at him with blank faces surprised at what they were hearing and after looking at each other, laughed awkwardly. The Swords of Darkness had trouble believing they could ever reach such a thing as "great" having scraped by for so long.

Nfirea stepped off the cart. "I knew I was right to choose you to guard me. Without you, I'd probably be dead from those goblins."

"There certainly were a lot of them. I don't think we could have taken them on without Tri'ade and Narberal. You guys certainly took care of more than half of them."

Scratching his beard, Dyne Woodwonder replied, "Definitely something going on in the Forest. The other monsters typically fear the Wise King and stay away from his territory."

Tri'ade contemplated for a moment. Wait. Am I responsible for this? I did subjugate the major monsters of the forest. Did I just kill refugees? I might need to check in on Ryura when I get back.


Ninth Floor of Nazarick

Demiurge walked the halls of the Ninth Floor with a smile on his face. He always enjoyed walking the ninth floor, home of their creators in the Great Tomb. This gleeful devil was on his way to his Master's room. Tri'ade might not have been present in the Great Tomb but Albedo had been taking up residence there. Since she had her master's permission, he saw no issue.

When he finally reached the door to the room, it opened. Out stepped a Butler with black gloves and a ski mask. Alongside him was a Penguin with blond hair on the sides of his head but nothing on top and wearing only a necktie.

"Long time no see, Eclair."

"Indeed, Master Demiurge," the penguin bobbed his head.

"Is Albedo in there? I need to speak with her."

"Yes, she is. I just got finished speaking with her myself. With Master Sebas away, I need to perform his duties as well."

"Oh, yes. If Sebas is gone, the ninth level depends on you."

"Exactly! I need to do a good job in preparation for the day when I rule the Great Tomb of Nazarick!"

Demiurge just smiled at the somewhat suspect statement. After all, Eclair was made to hold such unreasonable ambitions. No one could fault him for obeying his creator.

"Indeed, do your best. Now do excuse me." Demiurge bowed in apology but Eclair told him not to worry about it.

"Carry me!" Eclair was picked up by his butler sidekick and carried off. It was the only way for him to travel around Nazarick after all with his slow penguin waddle.

"Well, Master Demiurge, I take my leave."

"All right, see you around, Eclair."

Once Eclair was gone, he went over to the now closed door of his Master's room and knocked. "It's Demiurge. I am coming in." There was no reply, so he entered his master's suite.

The suite had many rooms with the first one past the door being the Master's office where he and Albedo typically discussed plans for Nazarick. She was not here however, so there was only one other room she could be in. The Master Bedroom, which he proceeded to.

He knocked and entered without waiting for the reply this time. There was only one bed in the room, a magnificent king sized bed with a canopy. Squirming around within the sheets was none other than the Guardian Overseer, Albedo.

"Albedo."

She got up to look up at Demiurge and he noticed Albedo was naked under the covers."What are you doing in there?"

"When Lord Tri'ade returns I want him to be enveloped in my scent. So that he might call upon me as soon as he comes back."

"Well, don't over do it."

"I don't know what you mean by that but we'll try. Right, Lord Tri'ade?" Suddenly she brought up a life-sized pillow with the naked depiction of Lord Tri'ade to her cheek and nuzzled it.

Demiurge pushed up his glasses almost like he was face-palming. "Is that a... life-sized body pillow?

"Yes! Isn't it great? I made it myself. Now I am making the socks and clothes for our first child. I need to be prepared."

"You're pregnant?"

"I do not know yet. But it won't be much longer. I can feel it! I've made enough clothes for the first five years. Boy or Girl, they'll have anything they could ask for." She nuzzled the body pillow once more. "Hmm? What if the child doesn't have a gender?!"

Sighing, Demiurge replied, "If the elf twins are any indication, the Supreme Beings have no issue with their subjects cross-dressing."

"Yes! Your right! That's exactly what I needed to hear."

Tilting his head and raising his hand up to the side. "I am always happy to help." He brought his hands back to his side. "Anyway, as to why I am here. I'm going to be leaving soon, as Lord Tri'ade commanded. That means the only floor guardians able to move freely are you, Shalltear, and Cocytus. Please take care."

"Things should be fine with the three of us here. We should be able to buy enough time for others to come back should the situation get troublesome. More importantly, what are you going to do with the remaining Sunlight Scripture members and those monsters you collected from the Forest? You were given orders to be in charge of them but I have no idea what you are planning."

"Oh, them? Lord Tri'ade gave me permission to experiment upon them."

Demiurge smiled happily while talking about this subject while Albedo's shapely eyebrows crinkled. Their roles in the conversation had reversed.

"First, a healing magic experiment. A severed limb will disappear if you cast a healing spell on a stub. So if you heal the stub after force-feeding a subject with an arm, what happens to the nutritional value? If repeated, would the subject starve to death?"

"Ah, I see."

"And that's not all! Tri'ade was curious as to the extent of a Troll's regenerative abilities. One knows that to stop it you must use fire but can one use overwhelming force to destroy so much tissue it can no longer have the materials to regenerate. Not to mention if they are starved to death can a troll regenerate at all? Then there is the possibility of hybrid cross-breeds!"

"Cross-breeding? Why in the world would you do that?" Albedo questioned with a look of disgust on her face.

"It's obvious. Trolls and Ogres are notoriously dim-witted but their physical attributes make for decent servants. A human-ogre hybrid could make for a serviceable laborer. Their strength might lessen but their intellectual capacity might increase. I've acquired a few female Ogres for just such an experiment."

"I don't understand that thinking. Wouldn't undead servants be better in all respects?"

"Lord Tri'ade said something about not knowing the number of undead he could control at once. He said he would conduct experiments of his own later and to stockpile any corpses we may get on the fifth floor."

"That's right. Unlike Nazarick's re-spawn pop of undead, any created by a necromancer must be controlled directly by the caster. But Lord Tri'ade is a Master Necromancer he shouldn't have too much issue with controlling undead."

"From what I heard from him, more powerful undead are more taxing to control than your ordinary zombie or skeleton. Not to mention the numbers needed to bolster Nazarick's defenses are in the thousands. I doubt it will be a problem for our Lord. He will figure something out."

"Of course he will. He is a Supreme Being after all."

"Anyhow, if I stand here gabbing, I won't be able to carry out our Lord Tri'ade's orders on time, and we can't have that. If anything happens, get in touch and I'll come right back."

"Sure. I don't think there will be anything I can't handle, but if there is, I'll call you." She slipped a willowy arm out from under the sheets and waved good-bye.

"Then if you'll excuse me..." Demiurge bowed and left the room. Albedo was now all alone with her body pillow of Lord Tri'ade up close to her.

"Finally! I began to think he would never leave. Now that we are all alone again darling I know exactly what we should do."

She got up from the bed and went over to the nightstand. Pulling the drawer out which contained a large dildo with a strange extension on the bottom. The pliable plastic extended to include a ball-sack and a screw-like end behind that.

Albedo took it back to the bed and lifted up the covers to unveil the lower half of her Tri'ade body pillow. It had a hole near the groin. She proceeded to screw on the large facsimile of her love's genitals onto the pillow until it was in place.

"Yes! Yes! It fits perfectly." Albedo hadn't gotten the screw made right with the last one so part of her feared a repeat of that. She began to drool a bit at the sight of her naked recreation of Tri'ade having an erection.

Bringing her head over to the tip of the Dildo she began sucking on it. Then she proceeded to deep throat it to get it all nice and wet. Albedo then began to caress the dildo with her hand and sighed, "I got the proportions right but it's still lacking that warmth and musk."

She got on top of her body pillow with the dildo now right below her. "Ah well, with him away I need to make do with what I have." Albedo lowered herself onto her Tri'ade pillow stand-in's groin and let the dildo slowly fill her insides up.

"Ahh! Yes! That's right! Fill me right up." Albedo had felt so empty without her love around. She had grown so accustomed to their morning and nightly activities that their absence was driving her mad. When her hips reached all the way down, she could feel the tip of the dildo hit her cervix.

Staring into the face of her love on the body pillow she began moving her hips up and down the long shaft of the Dildo. Slowly at first but soon picking up speed. Her soft moans began to get louder and louder as she continued to ride the pillow of Tri'ade that was becoming stained with her juices.

She then hugged the pillow as her hips made the dildo enter her as deep and as hard as she could. "Yes! Yes! Almost there! More! More!" Albedo's bubble butt's waves became more pronounced the harder she moved her hips until finally she came.

Slumping down on top of her pillow of Tri'ade, she panted and nuzzled it. "Oh, if only you were really here, darling. I miss the look on your face as you cum inside me and the warmth of your affection as it fills me up completely."

Albedo knew she had to get used to it. Her love had told her of Genghis Khan and how that supposedly great conqueror left his wives to govern while he led men in battle. That he needed her to stay in Nazarick while he did what he could to secure this world for their children.

Smiling, she thought fondly about what else he told her. That she would always be his first. His first love, his first wife. That he lived a celibate life as a Supreme Being before coming to this world. Albedo was surprised at first, a man like Tri'ade she had assumed had many women prior to her.

"First Wife, huh?" That meant he had plans for other wives, other women. It would be strange for someone of her Lord's position and power not to have a harem. That means she will be the head of her love's harem.

"Is that why Tri'ade brought Narberal along with him?" She grew a bit jealous at the maid and what she might be doing with her love right now. That said, she anticipated it with a certain amount of glee at the news and how Shalltear would receive it. Shalltear, a floor guardian, being passed over for one of the Pleiades would no doubt infuriate her. Albedo had remembered her pouting earlier at Tri'ade not calling upon her to service him in his chambers.


Afterword

Howdy, y'all? You guys miss me? I decided to leave the ending of Tri'ade's journey here for suitable pacing. I wanted to give the following night camp scene it's due time next chapter and get more time to work on the reunion at Carne village. Regarding all the reviewers about future harem members, yes, that is planned but I want to give each future girl their own little story arc in developing their relationship with Tri'ade. More so with non-Nazarick women who might get included into it later.

Anyways, regarding Overlord Lore... Did you guys also find it strange Ainz could control a seemingly infinite amount of Death Knights when he stated earlier in the story at the Cemetery he would have trouble controlling all the undead that Khajit summoned? Sure Kajhit had summoned literally thousands of regular skeletons but Ainz later controls hundreds of Death Knights afterwards. If he could do that he could easily control thousands upon thousands of regular skeletons, I would figure. As a reader, I think Ainz didn't know what the hell he was talking about. It might be another hidden New World Perk he got from being of the Overlord race.

Oh, and the whole Demiurge fascination with cross-breeding hybrids is a reference to Breeding Sow of the Holy Kingdom #2: Electric Boogaloo over at the "Overlord Volume 10? Where" blog. Check it out if you want that sort of stuff cause I will NEVER be depicting said cross-breeding experiments on this fanfic... I might reference them and if I decide a few are successful, USE them in the fanfic but I'll never write how their like is conceived.

Oh, and don't ask where Albedo got the rubber for her new toy. Where there is an obsessed will, there is a way. It's possible she may have gotten the materials from the treasury storage... I mean YGGDRASIL's crafting system must've had a use for rubber, right?